Curae leves loquuntur ingentes stupent, autem credula vitam spes fovet et melius cras fore semper dicit.*

This business of waiting for the madness to end is wearying. But sleep comes uneasily.

What I wouldn't give for a book.

[ooc note: *"Slight griefs talk, great ones are speechless (minor losses can be talked away, profound ones strike us ( Read more... )

While I had wanted to spend some quality time with my family, I must say that this isn't exactly what I meant.

I'm not complaining, mind you. Simply observing.

...You never realize, really, how much you lean upon another's presence until you haven't them beside you.

It's so hard to believe all of this-- but believe I must. And go on I must. And be patient I must.

So much I have learnt today... We are told that God is merciful. That His purpose is kind ( Read more... )

[The woman's voice is lightly accented in Americanized British, and she seems to be musing aloud more than much else.]Well, this is unexpected. Is this a joke of my husband's? I don't think so... his sense of humor's something more dry than 'prone to kidnapping'. Besides, he knows that if I'm gone, he has the boys to deal with. Speaking of which, I ( Read more... )